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I'm terribly sorry to bother you
But I've been driving around in the rain for the last—
All these expectations and these things I'm supposed to be
What I'm supposed to say, and how I'm supposed to speak
I am not a leader, and I'm not dead on the scene
I am not an artist, and I'm not your fucking meme
Like what? Like, huh?
Like what? Like, huh?
All these expectations to the girlies and the freaks
To my disappointed family, and my hidden enemies
ID crisis angel, tell me what have I become
Afraid of being hated, and afraid of being loved
Like what? Like, huh?
Like what? Like, yeah, I guess
Like what? Like, huh?
Like what? Like, yeah, I guess
Keep pushing until the levee breaks
Flying out your skull and all over the sink
ID crisis angel, just a cherub with a gun
Your better half is after you, you better start to run
Keep pushing until the levee breaks
Flying out your skull and all over the sink
ID crisis angel, just a cherub with a gun
Your better half is after you, you better start to run